User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120627211733/@comment-3474228-20120815204450

The mouse is able to reach a paw out and grab a pawful of the fallen powder, which he thrusts into the chest of a damp weasel as he screams out. "Good luck, friend!" In one extraordinary turn of events, each of the creatures burst into flame as the weasel staggers about. The mouse himself also begins to heat up and is eventually aflame. But he does not feel the pain because he is already dead